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    Shangguan Ruoxi face does not show, the heart is happy, pretending to contemplate thought “100, the gourd also give me, I go home as a pendant what, gourd, Fulu figure a good intention.”

    “Deal!” The owner’s brow was wide and his eyes were bright.

    Shangguan Ruoxi swept the code and paid, leaving the antique market with a mirror in one hand and a gourd in the other.

    Layers of golden light floated on the surface of the black gourd, and the aura was so thick that it almost turned into substance.

    Xiao Jiu had said that the golden color was the light of merit. It’s a symbol of the Taoist magic weapon.

    A magic weapon with its own merit, ah, picking up a big leak. Shangguan Ruoxi was so happy she couldn’t help herself and gave Lu Wu a big hug.

    “You are truly a blessing to sister. If I hadn’t brought you to see the flag-raising ceremony, where would Sister have picked up such a great treasure.”

    Being hugged by Shangguan Ruoxi, Lu Wu’s face instantly turned red, but he feigned composure and said, “Is this gourd very useful to sister?”

    “It’s very, very useful, and with it, we’ll be sure of this little trip of days.”

    The two of them spiraled back to t-city.

    Back in Public House No. 8, Shangguan Ruoxi couldn’t wait to take out the tung oil and polish the gourd, and not many of the blackened gourds would metamorphose into the golden-colored, lightning-grained goldenrod.

    Uncorking the top of the gourd, the light shone through the gourd to illuminate the room in a golden splendor, while a yin and yang eight trigrams map was projected on the wall, with three layers of assorted runes surrounding the outer ring, accompanied by that golden light, making it look particularly sacred.

    “Is this the legendary micro-carving craft? It’s really ingenious, actually able to carve the body of the bottle as thin as a cicada’s wing, and also able to carve such an intricate pattern at the bottom from such a small bottle mouth.”

    This gourd should be recorded in the ancient books – Five Elements Yin Yang Eight Trigrams Treasure Gourd.

    Legend has it that this gourd was carved by an ancestor of the family who spent his entire life carving it. At the time of his demise, he injected his entire Taoist skill into the gourd.

    This object can communicate the power of heaven and earth to suppress all evil spirits in the world.? It naturally carries the light of merit.

    Immediately, he branded the bottle with his spirit, and with a burst of golden light, Shangguan Ruoxi could clearly feel the connection with the precious gourd.

    So rushed into the space to grasp the talisman drawing, this time there is a treasure gourd support, drawing really much smoother.

    The next day was the time that the three of them agreed to “visit” the small country.

    Late at night, when Wanyi Zhi returned to Public House No. 8, Shangguan Ruoxi was already dozing off on the sofa; it couldn’t be helped that being too full made you sleepy.

    The girl was curled up on the couch, her long waterfall hair falling down her shoulders in an indescribably beautiful way. The fluffy one cradled in her arms was already sleeping and snoring.

    A living room to see such a scene, the tip of Wan Qi Zhi’s heart trembled uncontrollably, this moment suddenly let him have a sense of belonging to the eighth public house.

    This is what home feels like. The seed in your heart is about to break free.

    He walked towards the sofa with light steps, the person he wanted to see was right in front of him, close enough to touch, but he hesitated to go forward for fear of disturbing the girl’s dream.

    Shangguan Ruoxi originally did not sleep well, and felt that there was something in front of him blocking the light, sleepy eyes slowly opened, but was suddenly flabbergasted by the beauty of the storm in front of him, and reflexively reached out to touch on the face of Wanqi Zhi.

    Confused, he said, “You’re very pretty.”

    “Pfft,” said Wan Qi Zhi, who had originally been a bit vain about waking Shangguan Ruoxi up, but would have been happy again.

    The seed in the back of his mind suddenly broke free with a flash of green shoots with ease.

    Green shoots wiggle and thrive in the soil at the tip of the heart and blossom.

    The deer that lay at the bottom of his heart, around that one gorgeous flower, jumped and struck against Wanqi’s chest. “You look good too, best in my heart.”

    The cool, low voice fell on Shangguan Ruoxi’s ears, still resembling lingering, loving words, and Shangguan Ruoxi snapped awake.

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